A Time Child stood in front of the Time Vortex and stared into it. The past, present and future swirled around him in a dance older than the Time Lords themselves.
He wanted to look away, he had heard tales of time children being driven mad by the vortex, but he couldn't.
After a moment he heard sounds. It started as the thump of drums and changed to a tickling of bells. Suddenly, the sounds changed to a voice and it whispered into his ear.
He stepped away from The Time Vortex and was no longer a Time Child, but was now a Time Lord.
The vortex had named him The Good Wolf, but he would always call himself Diefenbaker.